Quotes About Resilience

How dreadful it would be if everything toppled you and you folded in.

But what else is there? If we give up now, we're done for." "I might just crawl under my bed and not come out until I'm old and doddering and can't remember feeling anything for anyone at all." She nodded. "You want to, but you won't.

When things got hard and you felt shaky, she liked to say, you could hit your knees wherever you were, and the world would be there to catch you.

that came when you knew that if life didn't go exactly

Mwanzo inseamna "inceputuri" in swahili. Dar uneori trebuie ca totul mai intai sa se sfarseasca, sa se prabuseasca si toate luminile sa palpaie si sa se stinga inainte sa avem parte de un inceput ca la carte.

They're trying to kill me. Death by indignity, the nastiest kind of all.

Avea o busola care nu dadea gres si un fel de a privi totul de parca stia ca nimic nu ravea sa mai fie vreodata exact la fel. Mai mult decat oricine altcineva, Denys intelegea ca nimic nu ramane in loc pentru noi, ori ca n-ar trebui sa ramana. Secretul e sa iei lucrurile asa cum vin si sa le accepti intru totul, fara sa te opui sau sa-ti fie frica, fara sa le tii prea strans sau sa le indoi.

We each have to make our choices, and then find a way to live with them. And if we can't, well, then, that's when we know something has to change.

And men always seem to have a more difficult time compartmentalizing at these times than women, I've found. Women are stronger because they have to be.

Re-reading these journal entries almost two decades after writing them has had a humbling effect on me. I am in awe of the children's learning and the resilience, courage, and intuition with which they direct their

My mom said she learned how to swim when someone took her out in the lake and threw her off the boat. I said, 'Mom, they weren't trying to teach you how to swim.

Marcus? He heard her a few minutes later. Marcus. Another part of him. A part that loved her—whether he understood it or not. A part that drove him to continue. Sing to me, he told her. Sing the song we heard the night we went flying, the night at my cave. Sing it and I'll find you. Hurry, Marcus. I'm coming.

My dad always taught me 'have a plan stick to it', so here we had a plan and we stuck to it, all the family found it easier to do that.

At the first one we did it was pouring down all day, and it was lovely to see the big smiles on everyone's faces despite the weather. They really enjoyed it – particularly the kids.

If you want to know real joy in life, then be willing to let pain tutor your soul.

It's alot harder than you'd think to scar a kid for life.

Life is like the stock market. Some days you're up. Some days you're down. And some days you feel like something the bull left behind.

It is common knowledge that Belle women make hard men melt like butter in a pan. They are equally adept at reversing the process.

Champions have the courage to keep turning the pages because they know a better chapter lies ahead.

And in a way, this was how he had come to see his death, as a series of small ones taking place over the course of his life and leading finally to the main event, which would be so anti-climatic, so undramatic (a sudden violent seizure in his long abused heart, a quick massive flooding of the brain) it would go unnoticed. It was the small deaths occurring over an entire lifetime that took the greater toll.

A Kiowa's first and last resort was courage. A Kiowa did not beg or plead or appease. She knew at the bitter end she could starve away the despair, deny any sustenance to surrender. She wiped her face again and climbed up into the wagon. Ausay gya kii, gyao boi tol. Prepare for a hard winter, prepare for hard times. She braided her hair as if for battle. And so she became quiet and stilled.

In the famine children saw their parents die and then went to live with the people on the other side. In their minds they went. When they came back they were unfinished. They are forever falling.

What held the civilized world together was the thinnest tissue of nothing but human will.

sang as she walked because it was better than weeping.